Coming home from 7 long years at college, you drive into your hometown, which is a sight for sore eyes, that’s for sure! As the familiar buildings roll past you, you fail to notice that your prize possession, a 1976 Cadillac, is about to run out of gas. Things are going good, until you DO notice that for 4 in the afternoon, there aren’t a lot of people out in public, must be the weather, right?

As this last thought goes through your mind, the final drop of gas from your now empty gas tank hits your engine, and it start to sputter. Cursing yourself for being so deep in thought, you pull the dead car over to the side of the road, and step out of the drivers seat. You start to walk down the road to the nearby gas station when you get a weird urge in your head to start running: